Ella vive conmigo en mi inconsciente
ella es dueña de mi pasado y mi presente
su morada es mi falta de seguridad
y su comida mi ansiedad
Ayudame freud
Ella pisa cada uno de mis pasos
bebe el vino junto a mi y del mismo vaso
ella es la mujer perfecta que me construyo mama
y esta jodiendo mi psicologia
Ayudame freud
Será doctor
que el chaleco de fuerza
aun sigue atando mi cordura
que mis complejos aun no razgan su costura
o seráque la mujer perfecta que me construyo mama
Es muy grande de estatura
Será; doctor
que pido mucho o que me conformo con poco
que sigo cuerdo o estoy totalmente loco
o será que la vida no es otra cosa
que un racimo de antojos
Y la que paga los platos rotos
siempre es ella
la de a deveras
la que me cuida
la que me entibia mis noches de tanto frio
La que me espera
la que me aguanta
la enemiga del fantasma en mi cabeza
Me la construyeron puritana e inteligente
buena para la cocina y muy decente
tan irreal que existiria solo en mi mente y nada mas
pero insisto en compararla con ella
Ayudame freud
Si usa falda muy corta habra un problema
pues la chica en mi cabeza es de otro esquema
si se le ocurre una idea
habra que ver que dice ella
y se siente como la mierda
Ayudame freud
Será; doctor
que esto me pasa solo a mi
o a todo el mundo
Y el doctor me contesto
no hay quien se salve de este asunto
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She lives with me in my subconscious
she's the owner of my past and my present
her dwelling is my lack of security
and her food my anxiety
Help me Freud
She treads every one of my steps
she drinks wine with me and from the same glass
she's the perfect woman which my mother built for me
and she's messing up my psychology
Help me Freud
Could it be, doctor
that a straitjacket
is still holding my sanity together
that my complexes still haven't torn at the seams
or could it be that the perfect woman which my mother built for me
Is too tall
Could it be; doctor
that I ask too much or settle for little
that I'm still sane or I'm totally crazy
or could it be that life is nothing more
than a bunch of cravings
And she's the one who
always pays the price
the true one
the one who takes care of me
the one who warms up my cold cold nights
The one who waits for me
the one who puts up with me
the enemy of the ghost in my head
They built her puritanical and smart
good in the kitchen and very decent
so unreal that she could only exist in my mind and nowhere else
but I insist on comparing her to her
Help me Freud
If she wears a skirt too short, there will be trouble
because the girl in my head is in another league
if an idea occurs to her
we'll have to see what she says
and it feels like sh-t
Help me Freud
Could it be; doctor
that this only happens to me
or to everybody
And the doctor answered
there isn't anyone who's spared any of thisLast edited by bedroomeyes; 02-20-2012 at 11:49 AM.
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